Sick of It All

There I was looking at you

As my future coming true

I can't make a single mistake

Or my heart begins to break

Sick of it all

Sick of it all

Sick of it all, all by myself

I rather be alone

Don't worries I do it again

Is my mind even my friend?

Is my life caving in

Right as I start to grin

Sick of it all

Sick of it all

Sick of it all, all by myself

I rather be alone

Yeah alone

Sick of it all

Sick of it all

Sick of it all, all by myself

I rather be alone

Pushed awake every day

All this for this pay?

Just want a little something

For the children your developing